Saturday, August 26, 2017 7:58 PM
Ode to Navigation
Gusts of emotions push me askew and awry
No star or sun do guide me across the sky
The yaw and roll of time and heart
The mystery of end and start
Awash on a quantized sea, afoam with tessellations
Sighting a castled isle, athwart with crennelations
Spraying up flumes of probability
Dashing upon the rocks of mortality
Knowing that my past had got the best of me
Leaving the rest of me
Sailing into the dusk of danger and death
Parsing the delta twixt fact and faith
Pressing the limits of love unboundeth
Hiking the summit of truth and grace.
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